Sundays

Give me something sweet to swallow
My throat burns from all this fighting
I was not a soldier by blood
Now the blood's been spilled and I am empty
Give me treatments
Give me blood bags
Give me your good health
On the flipside
Give me your disease
Won't ya?
I am not a simple resource
I am not your church on Sunday
Why must you bleed me today?
Has the well run dry already?
I'd give up all my weekends for you
Is loyalty coded in you?
I swim with pessimistic cod
No holy water could cleanse of that
I'd given up tenfold by now if that was fact
It's laundry day so throw your banes in the bin
Drown it all in this bleach boutique
And give it a spin
It's been a broken day
I sang my death song on a plain
Somewhere north of Alviso
I saw a dying crane fall on her nest
And crush her eggs
Isn't that a shame?
Why must you bleed me today?
Has the well run dry already?
I'd give up all my weekends for you
Is loyalty coded in you?
Why must you bleed me today?
Has the well run dry already?
I'd give up all my weekends for you
Is loyalty coded in you?



Credits
Writer(s): Angelo Sebastian Luciano
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